"Madam—" he began."Col. Igwanda!" she called at the same instant.He snorted a quick laugh. "You have the advantage of me, madam," he said. "I don't�...��" Amanda Meiersdottir, Colonel," she interrupted. "Sociologist." Ah," he said with a slight bow. "Sociologist extraordinaire, I believe." Sociologist," she said firmly, but returned a mock curtsy. "I followed you to see if I might buy you a drink." By which you mean, to resume our brief discourse early in the session and interrogate me for further. There were several shots of her showing her anal hole. In some photos another woman was pulling her cheeks apart to give an even better view.Sally looked up at me and asked if I would like to fuck her other hole. She said dad would sometimes fuck her ass but not as much as she would like. She liked the feel of flesh slapping up against her big cheeks and the feel of warm cum shooting into her bowels.I was eager to give it to my stepmom in her ass. Having never fucked a woman anally, I was. " I can sleep on the couch," I said. "She and Timmy can use my room."He looked at me with that same look I remembered from when Ronnie had kissed me goodbye, when I was leaving for basic training."That's up to you," he said.Only then did I have time to turn, and see if Ronnie still wanted to have anything at all to do with me.She looked nervous, to be honest."You want to go check on Timmy?" I asked.She looked towards where my dad had pointed, when he said Mom was with Timmy. Then she looked. Her back arches and she shakes. Her fingers thrust the object as deep within her as her young body will allow and holds it there, her stomach muscles twitching and convulsing, her whole body shuddering as the pleasure that had been building within her explodes within, her body moving of its own accord, wracked with spasms as she rides the object for all its worth. Her muscles in her stomach, tighten around the object, drawing it still deeper within her. The object then starts moving again. This.